Chapter 1: Aurelia

I always so look forward to the new season in the shop, and this year was no different. We had the late summer end of season sale and as always we still had some stock left that did not sell even at half price. As a last ditch we all get to wear some of the left over garments in the shop to see if we can get any customers interested.

We were all queuing at the front door when Tarquin opened up to let us in and we all ran straight to the remainder rail. In no time the five of us had left the hanging rail bare as we fought over the garments, grabbing one outfit each and leaving the rest on the floor.

We all rushed in to the back room, squeezing in, kicking off our shoes, and taking off our uniform dresses. Now naked we started to dress in the outfits.

I had managed to grab a mauve Amanda Wakely dress and a pair of Laboutins and was first out on to the shop floor.

Tarquin was reluctantly still hanging the remaining remainder garments back on the rail.

I walked catwalk style over to the sales counter and grabbed the first bottle of Chateau Lafite. It was 2013 vintage, Tarquin gets it cheap from one of our customers but never gets the best vintage. It is still rather nice though.

I carefully popped the cork and filled the half dozen glasses before delicately taking a sip from mine. Soon the others joined me, last of all Tarquin.

Tarquin raised a toast. “To the end of Spring/Summer - may we sell them all today!”

“Hopefully not all.” Said Chantal now wearing a burgundy Gucci leather jacket, pink Versace skirt, and a pair of Curt Geiger heels.

“Quite.” Said Jocasta wearing anther pair of Laboutins and a cream Chanel suit.

“I’ll put the kettle on for tea.” Said Mia wearing nothing but a completely see-through pink Prada dress.

“I suppose we had better let the customers in now we are dressed.” Said Allegra wearing a white Stella Mccartney evening gown with a slit up one leg to her waist and Jimmy Choo wedges.

“Don’t worry, I’ll do it.” Said Chantal who apart from Tarquin was the only one of us tall enough to reach the top bolt.

Tarquin rumaged in the drawer and pulled out the five straws. “Let’s see who will need to drink up first then.” He said.

Jocasta pulled first and got a long straw. She pouted. “I’m never first.” She said.

“I was first last time, let’s see if I am lucky again!” Said Allegra who immediately pulled out a long straw also.

I pulled the next one.

“Not you again Aurelia!” Said Chantal returning from the door seeing the glee on my face as I held a short straw.

“I’d better have a cup of tea then.” I said. I called to Mia. “Has the kettle boiled yet?”

Mia replied from the back room. “Nearly.”

I made my way to the back room and waded through the pile of uniform dresses and shoes on the floor. At the back of the room almost obscured from view by boxes was the ‘New Season’ chair. I pushed the dresses aside and stacked the boxes against the wall. I took the rolled up rug from behind the chair and rolled it out on the floor before carefully placing the chair in the middle of it. Of course I could not help myself from pressing my face to the seat and smelling the delicate musky aroma.